Post Apocalypse Fantasy Novels & Stories

But against a natural disaster, none of that made them any less vulnerable. There was no fighting something that powerful. One sandstorm had nearly torn them apart for good. They got lucky this time, but what about next time? The thought left Nicole shaken and more anxious than ever. Zeph was thinking the same thing. In the apocalypse he had lived through before, there were no satellites falling from the sky, no volcanic eruptions, and no sandstorms. But this time, one unexpected disaster after another kept hitting. He and Nicole had no idea what was coming anymore. They knew nothing about the disasters still ahead, and surviving them would come down to luck.

I yearn for it and don’t, both at the same time. There are stirrings in the packhouse as the unborn dawn draws nearer—more than I remember there being—frenzied, rushing sounds and anxious voices. Then I remember the strangeness—that Candlewood’s plaza and most of the Main street shops, offices and apartment buildings were destroyed. In an undead apocalypse. And if it hadn’t been for my mate the fae goddess, we’d likely all be dead. It’s so absurd, if I hadn’t been there myself, I wouldn’t believe it.

How can we put an end to this if we don’t stay away from each other? We were not in any kind of relationship, but when I write my diary entry that night, it feels like I’ve been jilted. I strike through the whole entry, determined not to let him mar my sexy fantasies. Just because I stopped acting on these fantasies doesn’t mean I can’t write them. This time, I’m writing from experience. When Rhys touches me in my fantasies, I feel his touch as though it were real, the scent of his skin when he embraces me so unadulterated that the lines between imagination and reality start to blur.

Narrowing her eyes, she asked, "Zayla, he's the one who saved you? But I heard that after the first rescue team left Zone A, the zombies went into a frenzy. By the time the second team arrived, no one who had been left behind in Zone A had survived. How did you make it out?" I wasn't entirely sure what she was getting at. Shrugging, I said, "Does it matter? I'm alive. That's enough." "Of course it matters. The virus wasn't even in Zone A before, and then suddenly, right after you announced your engagement, the outbreak started? A little too convenient, don't you think?" She let the implication hang in the air before adding, "The apocalypse is beyond our control, but we can't rule out the pos

“If they have spiritual powers as we suspect, then it will not be surprised if they have the power to rise from the dead.” Erin felt the skin under her fur prickle at her mother-in-law’s words. These beasts were definitely not ordinary werewolves, judging by how fast they were and the way they barked like dogs. It wouldn’t be all that surprising if they rose from the dead like zombies and attacked everyone in the camp again.

“You know why? It's because I'm crazy- that's the only explanation for my 'reckless' behavior and why I actually think I'm talking to the Grim Reaper. I've been hallucinating ever since I sat down in that church. I've finally lost it; the chemicals in my brain are piss-drunk and shooting dopamine like vodka. I'll wake up in the morning, moaning and clutching my head, then go home and commit myself to a mental ward.” “Or perhaps,” he said slowly, “this is real. You've met Death, intrigued him, and now you're cursed for the rest of your life as a member of his mortal collection. You see, Callie, things are not always as they seem. Reality is stranger than fiction. There are fiendish an

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As soon as they arrived in the classroom, Arthur shouted, "Guys, something crazy happened at the main gate. A guy is making a ruckus at the gate and when the guards tried to him, he suddenly attacked and bit the arms of one of the guards." Their classmates immediately gathered around, "What? Seriously? Is that for real?" Lily said puzzledly. "Well yeah, I'm not making a tale, you'll be hearing it from all across the school very soon." Arthur clarified. "Since you said that the guy bit the guard, maybe he's a zombie?" John, one of their classmates, said, "That's the only possible thing I can think of." "Or he's a vampire disguised as a human?" Raven joins the discussion, "Why would he bite so

Dolly and her best friend Chesa go on a trip to visit the enchanted river, unaware of the strange happenings in the community living close to it. What will happen if their quest for paradise leads to desperate attempts to survive? and will they ever return home from the nightmare? Black River– Apocalypse Uprising will be centered on a new region and new characters. Can you guess where it will be? It will lead to the conclusion of this book. Can you guess how its finale will end and what the second book of the series will look like?

I looked at it once and turned away. My belongings had been thrown into two suitcases. Old medicine bottles were mixed with clothes, and a photo from my first remission had cracked down the middle. I took only my documents, my research notes, and the journal I had kept through treatment. Everything else could stay. When I came downstairs, the front doors opened. Dante walked in. His wedding suit had been changed, but he still looked like a man who had come from the wrong ceremony. His eyes found me at once, then dropped to my empty stomach. The color left his face.